A Look into the Past

AN: This is my first attempt at a Naruto story. I'm going to go ahead and apologize if it's not that good. This story is co-written by FanofBellaandEdward. She writes awesome Naruto stories so go check her out! This is being published on my account since I'm doing the actual writing and came up with the general idea but she's the idea machine, she gives me the ideas to make the chapters much much better in this and is basically the beta in some parts since I have trouble with grammar and she tells me how certain parts should be done. Anyways don't kill me please, reviews would be nice and this story will be a chapter-ed one. This NaruSasu (Naruto is the seme) BL yaoi, blah blah don't like, don't read. This is AU I do not own Naruto in anyway shape or form. Also this is all from Naruto's POV so yeah...don't eat me please

When I was a child I grew up in the wonderful city of New York. The Big Apple, ya know clubs, parties, all the people. It sounds perfect right? No, it wasn't perfect, due to many reasons I came from a broken home, and was forced to start selling myself at the age of sixteen. The house I belonged to was run by a man named Orochimaru: a terrible man, whose face closely resembled that of a snake, who abused all of us heavily, but in the end working in a gay whore-house wasn't all that bad. I got fed; I had a house since all of the boys lived there as well; I made a good amount of money and I got sex whenever I wanted. By the time I reached eighteen, I knew that I couldn't do anything else but work the streets, but I didn't want to do it under him. Over the next year I did everything I could to make sure I was the best Orochimaru had, which I managed to accomplish; he retired in that same year and made me the new pimp of the house.

Under my management the house did ten times better than it had under Orochimaru. Our boys were happier, healthier and unless they did something highly illegal – well, more illegal than selling themselves - they were never hit by me. It was perfect in my opinion, until one very annoying day...

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I couldn't help the sigh that escaped my lips as I dealt with another difficult customer. He wanted a boy who dealt in S&M, but he didn't understand that I didn't specialize in that; therefore I had no boys who would do that. Well, I had one boy who could have taken it, but that boy was Sasuke and I would not let that man do anything like that to him. Sasuke was my best boy. He came to me three years ago at the age of eighteen; I had just taken over for Orochimaru two months earlier. He was beaten, frail, thin, and worn out. I didn't know much else about him at the time, except that he didn't come from a good family. But as he started to work for me, there was something that we both kept hidden from the others: we were lovers. Yes, a pimp and his prostitute were in love. It was our little secret.

I couldn't quite recall how our relationship started, or why it even happened. All I remember is that one day, around six months or so after he started working for me, I was in my office looking over our expenses and income for the month when he stumbled in my office, shirtless with bite marks, claw marks and a little blood around his neck and arms.

He looked at me with his beautiful coal black eyes and said, "Daddy, I have tonight's earnings. I know we're supposed to give it to Shikamaru but, I wanted to give it to you personally."

His face was emotionless, but there was some little spark in his eyes. I couldn't tell what it was, but it made shivers go down my spine. Sasuke was very beautiful: porcelain white skin; jet black hair with a tint of blue; thin muscular frame; and his eyes, which to this day still haunt my dreams, were the most beautiful thing about him.

I placed my hands underneath my chin and leaned forwards, smiling at him. "Why did you want to come see me personally, Sasuke? Is there anything I could help you with?"

A faint blush dusted his cheeks as he walked over to my desk and he handed me his night's earnings. I didn't even bother to count it as I slipped it into a drawer. He looked me in the eyes, blush deepening, and shrugged his shoulders.

"No reason, Daddy, can't a lowly whore like me want to see his daddy once in a while?" he all but purred the question.

In that instance I realized what emotion it was that clouded his eyes. It was lust; pure, raw, lust for me. Sasuke wanted me! He leaned over my desk with a smug smile on his face when he saw that I realized what he wanted from me and kissed me deeply.

The rest of that night was a blur, expect for when we finished and were basking in the afterglow in my office. We were cuddled up in my large office chair when I asked him why did he choose now to confess that he liked me.

Sasuke looked up at me with a bored look on his face and shrugged his shoulders once again. "I've liked you since I came here, daddy. I never got the chance to be around you, though, so I figured: fuck it, there's no time like the present! So I made my move today."

It was sweet, well as sweet as Sasuke could get, and I agreed to be with him on the condition that no one would ever find out, which meant he still had to sell his body. It was tough at first and every time he came up to my room after his night was done, I still felt a pang of pain, but it was our lives and we had to deal with it.

Back to the annoying S&M customer. The man, named Jiraiya, refused to leave my building until he had gotten what he wanted. I sighed and told him that we need to take this elsewhere so my boys wouldn't have to see us argue. We moved to an empty client room decorated rather plainly in grey and black furniture with a cream colored carpeted floor.

I looked at the tall man and sighed once again. "Sir, I'm sorry, but I don't have any boys here who would fit your tastes. If I did, I would gladly let you have him for the night, but I don't. I'm going to ask you one more time to please leave my establishment."

The white-haired man laughed at me. "Who the hell do you think you're talking to, kid? I'm Jiraiya Sannin. I built the Sannin Corporation! The corporation that makes and sells everything to everyone! I practically run this city. You're going to give me what I want or I'm going to have every cop in this city crawl up your ass until I get it. So hurry up and find someone to tend to my needs or you'll pay."

I gritted my teeth at the man. He said it all so calmly. I couldn't let him destroy everything I've worked on. I knew I had no choice but to give him Sasuke. As much as it pained me to let him take my lover; I had a business to run and I couldn't let my other boys down.

I unclenched my jaw and looked at him. "Fine, Mr. Sannin. One moment please, while I go fetch your boy."

I stepped out of the room and called for Sasuke. When he finally came to me, making sure no one could see us, I kissed him quickly before saying, "He's an S&M client. Don't let him go overboard with you. Understood?"

Sasuke looked at me with a bit of sadness in his eyes, but he nodded at me and went into the room. I couldn't bear to hear anything so I went back to my office to work on paperwork. Around midnight I made my way back up to my room, almost sure that Sasuke was only a few minutes behind me, before falling asleep.

Sasuke finally came back to my room around three o'clock in the morning, limping badly and calling my name as he entered the room. I woke up and shot out of the bed with a speed that I didn't know I possessed. I caught him right before he collapsed in a heap on the floor. He groaned weakly as his back hit my arms and looked up at me. His bright eyes now dull with exhaustion and pain stared into my soul.

He coughed hard once and sat up slowly, groaning from the strain of it. "Help me to the bed, Naruto... I'm okay, just get me to the bed please."

I wanted to kick myself when I saw how broken he was. Some fucking pervert had hurt my Sasuke and I would make sure that he would pay. Gently, I picked him up and carried him to our shared bed. Once he was settled in, I went into the bathroom and got the first aid kit.

Walking back to the bed, I saw that he was already half asleep, curled on his side snuggling my pillow. If this happened under any other circumstance, I would have smiled, but seeing the deep gashes on his back and side made me want to throw up. I was definitely going to make him pay.

Sasuke raised his head when I got near the edge of the bed and gave me a light smile. It quickly fell from his face when he saw the look on my own face. "Naruto, it's not as bad as it looks...all he did was whip me a little too hard and was a bit too rowdy with a pocketknife. I'm okay, though. Please don't get upset."

He leaned over, made a poor attempt at masking the grimace that graced his features, and kissed me hard. When he pulled away after what seemed like an eternity, he winced. "Shit, that one hurts." He clutched at his left side where a really nasty looking gash was.

I growled lowly while getting the cotton-balls and rubbing alcohol out of the kit.

After getting him to sit up in the bed, I crawled around him and settled down behind him to slowly clean the wounds on his back. I kissed his neck and murmured, "Sasu, tell me what he did to you. I swear on my life I'll make that man pay for what he did to you."

I felt him shiver under my touch and heard him sigh. "The bastard started the night off by slapping me in the face. He told me that he was my master for the evening and that if I had any problem with it, that he didn't give a shit, because I was just some stupid whore that was so needy for sex I succumbed to selling myself. That was just the start of it. He handcuffed me as soon as we got to the bed, then he lit candles and waited for their wax to melt so he could pour it all over me. If I didn't moan loud enough for him, he would take a pocketknife and cut me. As you can see... I didn't moan enough for him."

"After a while he took the handcuffs off and got a riding crop and started using it on my back while he thrusted into me over and over again." Tears were welling up in his eyes at that point, which made my blood boil.

He cleared his throat and continued, "When he came and tossed the condom out, he slapped me with it one more time, threw the money on me and left. You think you're mad Naruto, imagine how I feel. Even though it's not something to brag about, I'm one of the best whores in the city. To be abused like some fucking low-life was a shot in my pride. How dare he..."

Sasuke trailed off at this point and turned his head to look at me. "Naruto, please, no matter what. Never let that man get a hold of me ever again. I can handle the pain, but I can't promise you that I won't kill him if he treats me like that again."

I felt a small part of my heart break when I saw the look on his face. His face was contorted in anger and his eyes showed me more than he was telling me. I could see the pain that danced in them, the pain that I caused him by letting Jiraiya have his way with him just so he wouldn't shut me down. I let out a sigh and kissed Sasuke with as much love as I possibly could and pulled away.

"Sasu...I'll do everything in my power to make sure that man never hurts you again, but it'll be hard. He's one of the most important people in this city. He could shut us down. We'd lose everything. Plus no one knows about you and me... about us. It's will be hard for me to keep you away from him without the others questioning it."

Sasuke's face morphed into a glare and he turned his head away again. "Then don't worry about it, Naruto. For everyone else's sake, please ignore my pain, I mean I'm the only one taking it; they're not, but we have to worry about them."

He winced as I cleaned a particularly nasty wound on his side and let out a sigh. I packed up the supplies and looked at him. "Sasuke, you know that I care about you more than I care about the others. But I have to think about all of you as a whole. I'm sorry, but this is how we live. I already told you I'll do my best for you. Isn't that enough?"

I heard him move around as I went to put the first aid kit up. When I came back he was on his stomach, facing me. He was already asleep, worn out from earlier and our small argument. If this was any other situation, I would have smiled, but I didn't. As I crawled into bed next to him and pulled him in my arms, which made him sigh in content, I couldn't help but think about how I was going to stop the pervert from hurting my lover. But I swore to myself I would do everything in my power to make sure this never happened to him again. I only hoped that I could keep that promise.

AN: Once again my first attempt at a Naruto story! This is also co-written by FanofBellaandEdward, check her out! I would love reviews, feedback, etc. So yeah I hope you guys enjoy and eagerly wait for the next chapter!